It had been two months, thirteen days, and four hours since Sonic the Hedgehog had died — Shadow had been counting. It was horrible… Shadow still hadn’t recovered from the gruesome sight of Sonic being killed by Robotnik on their wedding day.

Shadow had decided to visit Scourge’s messy home, he hated his guts but he needed someone who resembled Sonic. He pounded on his door impatiently. “Open up, Soni- I mean Scourge!”